Mother Hen Adopts a Baby
She gives a cluck, cluck
Babies run for they could be out of luck
One baby stumbles and falls
Tripping over his big paws
Gathering all them under
Cover, with her feather's asunder
This mother hen tries to pull them in
One baby can't fit doesn't even blend
For he's adopted don't you see
Totally different from those three
Under the feathers free from harm
There he's kept very warm
What's so different do you suppose
About this one that under her wings repose
Why he's got a nose, long floppy ears
Feet that are huge with padded paws for gear
(I saw this picture of a mother hen that had adopted a puppy and had him under her and
since I am adopted I thought of using this for a poem.)
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